Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Chapter 390 Open Your Eyes And Tell Lies



Chapter 390 Open Your Eyes And Tell Lies

As soon as twelve o'clock in the evening came, everyone entered the game on time.

Endless sea, giant island.

Bian Ziliang followed the two sect deacons respectfully, inspecting the newly built dormitory.

"Junior brother Bian, this house of yours is getting more and more beautiful. Oh my, it makes me want to get a room to live in."

Deacon Wu praised Bian Ziliang with a smile.

Bian Ziliang quickly took over the conversation and complimented Deacon Wu:

"You are so flattering. Thanks to the two deacons' supervision, these workers did not dare to be lazy. This is how we achieved the current results."

When another deacon heard this, he quickly smiled and joked:

"What's wrong with being a deacon? We are a bit older. If Junior Brother Bian doesn't mind, just call me Senior Brother from now on."

Bian Ziliang quickly waved his hand and said he didn't dare.

Deacon Wu rolled his eyes and asked Bian Ziliang with a smile:

"I heard about it. Junior Brother Bian was accepted as a disciple by Elder Li. He will have a bright future in the future! Junior Brother Bian, brother, I have helped you a lot. You won't just turn around and forget about me, right?"

Bian Zi felt a sudden realization in his conscience.

I said that these two old guys were so polite today because they had news of their relationship in advance.

Hey, who said that monks don't eat the fireworks of the world?

These thieves are more snobbish than ordinary people.

"Senior Brother Wu is so flattering. I am still just a registered disciple, how can I be compared with the two senior brothers.

I, Bian Ziliang, have attached great importance to friendship since I was a child. The two senior brothers have helped me so much. How can I dare to forget the kindness of these two senior brothers in the future! "

The three of them praised each other again, and then ended this acceptance inspection.

Bian Ziliang followed the past rules and gave them two more red envelopes before leaving.

Deacon Wu quickly excused himself:

"I accepted some benefits before because I didn't know my junior brother's background. Since you are a disciple of Elder Li, how dare we ask for it. If my junior brother is willing, he can say a few nice words in front of Elder Li in the future, and he will be grateful. .”

Another deacon followed suit and returned the red envelope.

Bian Ziliang knows the rules of society, and he also understands the rules of the road.

The background is the background, and the background is the background.

But you must not rely on your strong background to ignore others.

Others won't go against you obviously, but they can make a stumbling block in secret, which is enough for you to drink a pot of water.

As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current person in charge. Whether what you do is good or not depends on others.

"Deacon Wu, Senior Brother Wu! Oh, my good brother! If you say that, don't you shame me!

Can I, Bian Ziliang, be that kind of ignorant villain?

This thing is the younger brother's wish. If the two elder brothers don't accept it, how can the younger brother have the dignity to see the two elder brothers again in the future?

Take it now, take it now! "

Looking at Bian Ziliang's sincere expression.

The two deacons looked at each other and then accepted the red envelope with a smile.

This push and push seemed useless, but in fact they had tested each other several times.

Seeing that the other party was still a member of the same group, the two deacons felt relieved.

After a while, Bian Ziliang walked out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs with a smile on his face.

This is already the fourth project payment he has received.

Total obtained: 7.2 million Low Grade Spirit Stones, 2.4 million sect merit points.

Eliminate all gifts, costs, and expenses.

Net profit of 6 million Spirit Stones and 2.4 million sect achievements.

In addition, there are still 600,000 dormitories left to be built, which will be another source of income.

While he was happily calculating his accounts, a foreigner came towards him.

The foreigner was none other than his partner Forman.

"My dear friend, where have you been these days? I can't find you anywhere."

As soon as Bian Ziliang saw Fuhrman, he remembered that he had forgotten to ask about what he had promised to help him find out.

They paid two million Spirit Stone in public relations fees for this.

"My good brother, don't mention it, it's not because of you. You don't even know that I almost broke my legs because of your things in the past few days."

When Forman heard this, he hurriedly asked with an eager look;

"How's it going? Is there any result?"

Bian Ziliang frowned, pretending to be embarrassed, shook his head and sighed:

"Brother, this matter is more troublesome than I thought. Come on, let's sit somewhere and I'll talk to you in detail."

When the two came to the Yingxian Tower, Bian Ziliang made up all the nonsense, leaving Forman stunned.

In the end, Fuhrman was still confused and asked with a puzzled look on his face:

"You mean, if you want to buy the Nascent Cultivating Pill, you have to be an inner disciple?"

Bian Ziliang replied decisively:

"Wrong! Inner disciples can't buy it, they must be core disciples."

Fuhrman frowned when he heard this.

"Core disciple?"

Bian Ziliang nodded with a profound expression and said:

"Yes, it cannot be an ordinary core disciple, it must be a true disciple of a certain elder."

Forman was completely bewildered.

"Are they core disciples or true disciples?"

Bian Ziliang waved his hand and said:

"There's no big difference. Anyway, with your and my current status in the sect, there's no chance at all."

Fuhrman subconsciously asked:

"How did someone get that one in the mall?"

Bian Zi secretly thought in his conscience, the devil knows how he got it.

He continued to talk nonsense:

"It's okay if you have connections. In China, what can't be done if you have connections?"

"Don't you have something to do with it?"

Bian Ziliang saw that Fuhrman had finally reached the point of his question. Shaking his head he said:

"That's different. My relationship is definitely not as strong as others. However, although there is still a slight gap, the gap is not far away."

Foreman was even more confused.

"What's the meaning?"

Bian Ziliang approached Fuhrman and said with a profound expression:

"You know, Elder Li has now accepted me as a registered disciple. As long as I take another step forward, I can become a true disciple. When the time comes, hehe..."

Fuhrman looked surprised when he heard this.

His good friend gave him another surprise this time.

He asked Bian Ziliang with a surprised look on his face:

"Really? Great! What do you need to do to become a true disciple?"

A smile appeared on Bian Ziliang's lips.

Can it be true? You still paid for the apprenticeship ceremony.

Brother, I don’t have a big business like yours, so I can only let you spend money.

Immediately, Bian Ziliang came up to Forman and whispered something in his ear.

After listening to Bian Ziliang's words, Foreman frowned tightly.

Bian Ziliang sat back down on his own and started to drink.

After a while, Fuhrman finally made up his mind and nodded in agreement to his request.

Qingyuan Mountain, behind the mountain Spirit Field.

Noila Mo stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Gazing at the gloriously growing piece of Spiritual Rice in front of her, her lips were filled with a smile.

She really fell in love with this pastoral life.

Although I work harder every day, I can see the fruits of my labor with my own eyes. This joy is something that others cannot understand.

She was about to go down to the fields to weed again, but was interrupted by a message from her friend.


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